The Unwanted Omega: Claimed by the Shadow Alpha Chapter 06

The Unwanted Omega: Claimed by the Shadow Alpha Chapter 06

Ember POV: 

The facility was built into the side of a mountain. It 

looked like a tomb. 

Derek stood beside me at the entrance. The wind was 

howling, whipping snow around our legs, but he was 

a furnace of heat. My Mate. 

“Once you cross this threshold,” the guard said, his 

voice muffled by a tactical mask, “the shielding 

activates. It blocks all electronic signals. It blocks all 

GPS. And it blocks all telepathic links.” 

I looked at the heavy steel door. It was three feet 

thick. 

“It blocks the Pack Link?” I asked. 

“Completely,” the guard confirmed. “To the outside world, your wolf signature will simply… vanish.” 

I looked at Derek. His jaw was tight. He didn’t want to let me go, but he respected me too much to stop me. 

“Fifteen years,” I whispered. 

“I’ll be waiting,” Derek vowed. He leaned down and kissed my forehead. The sparks were so intense they made my knees weak. “Go. Save the world, my little 

wolf.” 

I stepped inside. 

The hydraulic hiss of the door closing was the loudest 

sound I had ever heard. 

Thud. 

Clank. 

The moment the seal locked, I felt it. 

It was like a rubber band inside my chest, one that had been stretched thin for years, suddenly snapped. The connection to the Silver Moon Pack–the faint, nagging hum of Ryker and Axel in the back of my 

mind–was gone. 

Silence. Beautiful, empty silence. 

Axel POV: 

The Caribbean sun was hot, but I felt cold. 

I sat on the white sand of the private beach. Willow 

was splashing in the turquoise water, wearing the silk 

dress Ember had bought her. She was laughing, but 

the sound grated on my nerves. It sounded shrill. 

“Axel! Come in!” she shrieked. “Take a picture of me!” 

I lifted my phone. My hand was shaking. 

Why was I shaking? 

I looked at the screen. No new messages. No “Happy 

Birthday” text from Ember. 

“She’s just being a brat,” I muttered to myself. “She 

wants us to beg.” 

Then, it happened. 

It wasn’t a sound. It was a physical blow. 

A sharp, tearing pain ripped through the center of my 

chest. I gasped, dropping my phone in the sand. I 

clutched my sternum, doubling over. 

“Axel?” Ryker was beside me in a second. He had 

been pacing the beach, agitated all morning. 

“The link,” I wheezed. “Did you feel that?” 

Ryker’s eyes were wide, his pupils dilated. His Alpha aura was flaring uncontrollably, making the air smell 

like burnt ozone. 

“It’s gone,” Ryker said, his yoice hollow. “I can’t feel 

her. I can’t feel Ember 

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Usually, the Pack Link gave you a sense of where your pack members were. A low hum of existence. Even 

when we blocked her, the hum was there. 

Now? Nothing. It was like reaching out into a void. 

“Is she dead?” I asked, the bile rising in my throat. 

“No,” Ryker said, closing his eyes and focusing. “If she died, the bond would shatter violently. This… this was 

a severance. A wall.” 

“Look at me!” Willow yelled from the water. She was 

waving. She hadn’t noticed we were in agony. 

Ryker looked at her. For the first time in six years, he 

didn’t look at her with adoration. He looked at her with 

annoyance. 

“We are going back,” Ryker growled. 

“What?” I stood up, brushing the sand off. “But we just 

got here. Willow will throw a fit.” 

“I don’t care!” Ryker roared. The Alpha Command slammed into me, making me flinch. “Something is wrong. The Moon Goddess is screaming at me. We 

leave. Now.” 

Willow ran up to us, pouting. “But want to see the 

dolphins!” 

“Pack your bags, Willow,” Ryker said, turning his back on her. “We are going home.”